Brittany Jean

Singer & Songwriter

"Why do we fall, Bruce?"

"So we can learn to pick ourselves up."

On August 25th, I was supposed to perform at Gamble Sands.
We got there, got everything set up, and then during the soundcheck my guitar pickup decided it had had enough and died.

Without any warning. Without a word. Without explanation.

"But that's life, I suppose! You go along and suddenly... poof!" 
I'm getting my movies all mixed up.

So I had a microphone coming through the speakers, but there was no guitar. 
After trying many, many things (and then trying them all a second or third time), I eventually had to cancel. Even though I was there. Even though a lovely audience was there. 

All this to say...
We were able to reschedule for September 15th at 6:30 PM--thank you, Natasha and Gamble Sands! I'm looking forward to performing at the Danny Boy Bar & Grill in a couple weeks, and I'm praying it will be problem-free this time.

However, if something like that happens again... I now know what to do.
If it happens again, I will turn into Kiernan Kane and become a wandering minstrel, going from table to table and singing anyway. 


September 15th looks like it will be the last date before I head to Nashville in October to finish up the recording work for Album Three! 

Real album title coming soon...


Thank You

The trip to Illinois last week… was so. much. fun.

Spending my first 21 years calling West Chicago home, I loved all the familiar
places—Winfield, Wheaton, Warrenville, Geneva, St. Charles… 

It was strange and wonderful and bittersweet how many things were exactly as I remembered them. It was like the only thing that grew up a little bit was me. Oh, there were changes, but… for the most part, everything was the same.

To everyone who came out to the DuPage County Fair and to EvenFlow Music on Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday—THANK YOU!

Sally and Erv, Alison, Kristin, the Schmidt Family, Mrs. Rooks, Mrs. Butcher, Brad, Dave, Kathryn, Anna, the McCarthy Family, Uncle Mark, Jean, Mrs. Younglove, Emily, Lon, Dr. Frost, Mark and Nanette, Jim and Betsy, Mark and Joyce, Henry, Jeff and Emma, Becca, Sheri, Uncle Rob, Melody, Charlie, Uncle Todd and Aunt Cath, the Walker Families, Barbie, Aunt Dorothy Jean, Aunt Annie, Bob and Diane, Keith and Linda, the McGehees, Tom, Sue, Heather… And all the kiddos.

Thank you for coming to support me and my music on this mini-tour back home. I loved seeing you all, and it refreshed my spirit to talk to so many of you!

It was good to be home.


P.S. If you're ever in the Chicagoland Area and want some food place suggestions... Portillo's, Pal Joey's, Giordano's, Gino's East...
Yes, three of those four are pizza places.

Album Three Preview

Click here for a preview of Album Three!

One of my songs (which will be on that third album coming sometime this fall...) has been entered for consideration to the Independent Music Awards!! You can listen to it here! And if you like what you hear, please nominate it! Every listen, vote, and share helps tremendously.

This song is called "Like No Tomorrow".
The story comes from true ones, and those true stories and the people behind them are close to my heart. Because of this, this is the only time I'll post about the IMA's in conjunction with this song. Unless we win, of course. :)

Perhaps I'll get a Behind-the-Song post in the works...

I loved working with Joel, Gary, Paul (do you love that cello as much as I do?), and John to make this song what I hoped it could be. I hope you like it.


Of House Concerts

Last Thursday night, I had the opportunity to put on a house concert.

These are also sometimes known as secret shows.

And oh my goodness… It was a wonderful night.

A million thanks to my hosts for inviting me to sing in their home (they are two of the kindest people I’ve ever met and I was incredibly blessed by this huge gift), for making it so easy for me to just show up and sing, and for inviting friends who are just as wonderful as they are. 

The people, the setting, and the atmosphere were all beautiful.

This was one of my favorites to date, and I won't forget it.


Memorial Day

"I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain.
You weren't afraid to face the devil,
You were no stranger to the rain.

Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.

Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered round your grave to grieve.
I wish I could see the angels faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing.

Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.

Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son."

Written by Vince Gill